After Su Yibai and the others left, the first base was handed over to Lao Dao, and Bian Muran and others managed it collaboratively. They didn't expect so many things to happen in the future, they just left after a hasty explanation, and there was no excessive arrangement at all, resulting in the status of the first base now in jeopardy.

However, this is really unexpected, or rather, they underestimate the ** and ambition of human beings, and they also look too highly on the so-called gratitude of human beings.

After separating from Su Yibai, almost a week later, Xie Xiyi returned to the first base with the team.

This time, Xie Xiyi gained a lot, and with Bian Muran's cooperation, the elixir to rescue the petrified ability was quickly made.

As a scientific research type person, they don't think a lot about the pros and cons. For them, it is important to have a good curative effect.

But.

In the first batch of psychic experiments, although everyone came to their senses, Xie Xiyi and Bian Muran's team obviously found a series of side effects such as increased thyroxine, vasodilation, and tachycardia.

To be on the safe side, they did not plan to continue with more trials and simply stopped the treatment.

But in the eyes of other bases, the first base is trying to use this to hijack them.

It was at that time that the seeds of friction and conflict were planted.

Then, because of the change in the earth's environment, the location of the first base was moved down, and the geographical advantage of the first base began to be lost, and the active various ability bases were dissatisfied with the high dominance of the first base, and began to want more.

And the departure and long-term non-return of Su Yibai and others gave the human beings who were already ready to move more opportunities to take advantage of.

They took advantage of the low terrain of the base. An assault on the first base began.

But the reason why the first base is the first is that their sophisticated armament is incomparable to other bases!

The people on both sides were in a stalemate, and no one could help the other.

Bian Muran thought of all the things that had happened for almost a month, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

This month, they have also been struggling, if there is no good breakthrough, she is really a little unsure if they can protect the first base until Su Yibai and Qin Nuannuan come back.

Thinking about it, she took out a long rattan rope from the small drawer on one side and tied a knot on it.

This means that it is another day that Su Yibai and the others have left and have not returned.

After finishing the knot, Bian Muran looked up at the location where Bian Lingfeng was. The expression is serious and blooming like a blazing flower. "How many people are left to fight now?"

Bian Lingfeng knew that Bian Muran was unwilling to give up easily, and wanted to hold out until the last moment when she could hold on, she sighed lightly and replied, "I can fight now." Add everyone up, and there's almost fifty more. Patients with minor injuries should be treated first. There should be more than 30 people to come up with. ”

"The seriously ill person will take a few wooden systems to drag for the time being, focus on the lightly injured person first, and try to gather dozens of more people to come out."

"The problem now is that there are not enough treatment rooms. You may have to empty a few more rooms. ”

"Aren't there two small warehouses that are basically emptied of the contents? Tell Sister Guo about it, and then we'll use it there. ”

"Mu Ran, only Sister Guo and five or six of us know the situation in the warehouse, if the members in the base know that our warehouse is already empty, it may not be conducive to morale in the future."

A look of chagrin flashed on Bian Muran's face, she had forgotten such an important matter.

"Isn't there my room next to it? Let's use my room first. ”

"What about you"

"Now is not the time to think about this, so let's arrange it like this."

As he spoke, Bian Mu Ran stood up while groping with the crutches that were placed aside, "Isn't the wood system enough, let's go with you, one more person has more strength." ”

Bian Lingfeng pulled her, "Forget it, you go back and have a good rest, yesterday I was dizzy and let people be lifted out of the treatment room, how can you save people with your physical fitness, or I'll go." ”

Bian Lingfeng pulled gently, and Bian Muran fell back to his position, obviously weak.

She also seemed to know that her physical condition was not optimistic now, and pursed her lips tightly, "Then I'm bothering you." ”

"What trouble did we mention before, besides, you're already overdrawing your life, and I can still stand by it? You have a good rest, and I'll go over. ”

The sound of hurried footsteps became smaller and smaller, and Bian Muran, who was still iron-clad just now, suddenly slumped on the chair and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Her physical condition was worse than Bian Lingfeng thought, and the long-term fatigue had completely crushed her already bad body.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then reached for the map she had prepared for her as a blind person.

There's only one reason she's stuck holding on like this.

I believe that Su Yibai and his party will come back.

I believe they will be able to hold out until Su Yibai comes back.

While touching the various points on the map, she imagined the possible route of Su Yibai and the others, and estimated the approximate possible time.

If there is no time limit, any wait is long, but if you plan well and have a time limit to wait, everything will not seem extraordinarily long.

However, it stands to reason that no matter how Su Yibai and the others take a long detour, they should be back now, but in fact, after so long now, there is still no news.

Was there an accident?

As soon as this thought rose, Bian Muran shook his head and expelled this thought from his mind.

Su Yibai's strength has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, how can it be so simple and easy to have an accident.

She comforted herself and forced herself to wait, "Maybe it's because of the weather, now that the weather has stabilized, I should be back soon." ”

At this moment, a dirty young man hurriedly ran into the house from outside the door. Roll and climb.

Bian Muran is extremely sensitive to the existence of sound, and the moment someone is there, she immediately turns her head to look at the source of the sound.

"Who?"

"Miss Bian, Miss Bian, something is wrong, something is wrong!"

Bian Muran's pale lips pursed, frowned slightly, and asked, "What's wrong, calm down and speak slowly." ”

"It's the old knife, the old knife is injured."

Bian Muran's hand squeezed suddenly, "What's the matter?" ”

The man gritted his teeth. "It's them. They sneak up on us!! Sneak attack!! ”

Lao Dao is the vanguard of the combat team, and Eagle, Lai Jie and others are the main personnel responsible for the battle.

The injury of the old knife is not just a matter of missing one person. His injury could lead to a setback and narrowing of the front. It is an absolute blow to the momentum of the rest.

"Is the injury serious?"

"It's a bit serious. Helped block several attacks. ”

Bian Mu dyed Alexander. At this time, the injury of the old knife is tantamount to adding frost to the snow.

"The treatment room is full, bring me the old knife. I'll help him with a little bit of it. ”

"Now I can't go away from the front, and he's still helping in the front."

Bian Muran took the crutches on the side and stood up, "Let's go, take me out to have a look." ”

She walked carefully step by step, and walked solemnly and heavily.

She had a feeling that this could be their last fight.

The day has come when the battle has come to an end.

Although she is unwilling to accept this defeat, she does not want to admit the fall of the first base, but all history and glory are written for the winner, and the loser has no chance to debate.

Because everything they have today is history of the future.

History has always been a triumphant song of the winners, and the losers are only a foil for the rest of their lives.

The flames of war are raging, and you can feel the terrifying atmosphere of the battle before you get close.

The battle line at First Base had always been stretched out in the sky, cutting down the vines that connected the upper and lower levels while preventing people from climbing through the vines.

Although they are in a relatively advantageous position, they still can't hide the disadvantages caused by the small number of people.

The base has been moved down compared to before, so the vines can easily reach their location.

The huge advantage in numbers has kept their attack speed and frequency maintained, but the people in the first base, who have not been replaced, have become weaker and weaker over time.

Despite their best efforts to stop it, one after another people climbed up the vines to Base 1.

Another person took advantage of everyone's lack of attention and climbed from a vine in the corner to the top of the base.

With an excited smile on his face, he cautiously approached from behind.

However, Lai Jie's sensitivity to air currents allowed him to detect the man's whereabouts in advance.

A second before he was about to attack the old knife again, Lai Jie's face flashed fiercely, and his eyes were about to split.

Then, with a sound of breaking through the air, a wind blade shaved off his head at a much faster speed than before.

The man's expression was still in excitement, but he was never conscious anymore.

Lai Jie had a sense of grief and indignation stirring in his chest.

They had been instilled with faith for most of their lives, and at this time, suddenly began to fall apart.

They have done things for the people all their lives, but today!

They will kill them with their own hands! Extinguish the belief that has been in place for so many years!

The country is ruined, and what are they doing with their old ideas?

Lao Dao saw Lai Jie's movements, and shouted warningly, "Toad!" ”

Lai Jie turned his head to look at the old knife, his expression was serious and serious, with decisiveness and madness, and the pain of the bone that was peeled from the body with faith word by word: "Old knife, we should know it when we were in the pyramid, get out. He. Mother. The Faith, Roll. He. Mother. Dreams! Get lost. He. Mother. People! ”

The old knife paused, not knowing what to say to persuade Lai Jie.

But Lai Jie obviously didn't care about it, the madness on his face became more and more obvious, he suddenly stood up and raised his right hand high, "Brothers, kill me, don't be polite!" They don't leave us a way to live, we still have a fart, we will do it for me!! Do it!!! ”

"Do it!!"

"Fought with them, fought hard, fought !!"

"Damn, sooner or later, it's going to be death! I want to die vigorously, I don't want to die so aggrieved!! ”

Their voices rang out like bells, and then their momentum changed suddenly, and the battle situation, which had already shown signs of decline, suddenly became evenly matched again.

"Old Song, they seem to be preparing to counterattack."

"Zhao Gang died just now?"

"Yes, killed."

Song Zhijun's eyes narrowed, and his expression was a little solemn.

The reason why they attacked so decisively was first and foremost because of Su Yibai's absence, coupled with their concepts. But now it's clear that they don't care about the concept at all, and it's clear that they've put everything aside and are ready to fight them.

In the early stage, the first base only drove them away, and did not kill them, and now, they are going to move seriously.

Song Zhijun's eyebrows were a little solemn, he turned his head sideways and said to the person behind him, and then continued to look up at the current battle situation.

After a short while, groups of people began to arrive one after another from all directions, gathering behind the crowd below the first base.

"Old Song, our people are all here, I don't know if what you said before counts?"

With a kind smile on his face, Song Zhijun glanced back at everyone, "Everyone still doesn't believe in my character?" The things I told you before will definitely be done, but then we can only fulfill them after we successfully take the first base, and everyone think about it for themselves, as long as we win the first base, won't all their materials belong to us? ”

Supplies for the first base.

Supplies for the shop.

The leaders of the base, who had been a little hesitant just now, began to burn up again.

"Then, Old Song, all my people are here, and they are basically all out of the nest."

"Yes, Song Lao, so are we, according to the agreement at the beginning, basically all the fighters have arrived."

"So do we."

Song Zhijun seems to have been able to see his bright future.

He has been working for power step by step all his life, and even in the last days, he has sat in this position as an ordinary person, how can he allow his position to be replaced by others at this most important juncture, which is about to lead mankind to victory.

He'd been doing it all his life, even at the cost of his soul.

"Everybody is on the same page and trying to win the first base as quickly as possible."

"Okay, according to the previous plan, we will be in charge of the second region."

"We are the second echelon."

"Me Too"

Song Zhijun smiled, his smile was full of morality, he had already seen the victory.

"Okay, when we win the first base, we will have a celebration banquet."

"Miss Bian, no, they're starting to fight back."

Bian Muran's hands continued to squeeze the body functions on the wound of the old knife, forcibly releasing the ability.

Hearing the words, she suddenly grabbed the arm of the old knife, pursed her lips, her voice was hoarse, and she squeezed out the words from between her teeth: "We surrender." ”

The old knife grabbed her hand with his backhand, "Can't throw!" ”

Bian Muran shook him off with one hand, as if it was a lit cannonball, "Surrender, if there is no good wood-based ability and a good healing environment, your hands will be useless!" (To be continued......)